Romans & histoires From Toxic Classmate

He shook Xavier's charred body, screaming, "You could have died without taking my house with you! Now, it's all gone. Everything's ruined! My house…" For days, he howled in grief before finally pulling himself together enough to go back to work. But as soon as he clocked in, his boss told him, "You've missed too much work. Besides, with everything going on in your family, your focus is clearly elsewhere. You're fired." Tobias broke down. Since then, he had lost his wife, his child, his job, and the only place he could call home. With nothing left to cover Xavier's funeral, he cast the ashes aside. When asked later where they had gone, he couldn't even remember.

She couldn’t exactly respond by saying ‘fucking a 19-year-old’. “Tutoring.” “Also boring and not actually social. Okay well Tuesday then? 7pm” “Fine. Where do you want to go?” “I don’t know. Book somewhere. As long as it’s not crap.” “Great. See you on Tuesday at a not-crap-place.”

I felt surprisingly refreshed after eating the breakfast Richard had prepared for me. It was a small victory, considering my deep-rooted aversion to tomatoes. Ever since Ricky's death, anything red had become a symbol of pain and loss. I had developed a strong aversion and even felt physically ill at the sight of anything red. My therapist believed it was a manifestation of my PTSD, and facing it head-on would help me heal, but I had avoided confronting the painful truth about Ricky's accident.

“Make it brief and concise. We’re not sacrificing Mr. Tan’s class time just for your emotional goodbye speech.” Keiciara stepped forward. “I won’t make this long. Thank you for everything, classmates. Thank you for all the good memories, and even for the bad. For the happy times, and even for the sad. I will be gone from this class, but always remember that I will still be here... in Hamlet Creek. We will still see each other around. We will still—” Keiciara bursted into tears. She collapsed to the white-tiled floor, gasping for air. “I’m sorry, classmates! I am very, very sorry! I didn’t mean it! I didn’t mean to damage the reputation of our class, I—I didn’t mean to do something bad. I was

Bonita conveyed her crazy tactics. "The students in our class already hate Professor Vega, especially with issues like this Their hearts will burn, and they will even more despise Professor Vega. They can bully Professor Vega and Alberto all the way. Not only do our classmates dislike her, but so do our seniors and juniors. You can see if Professor Vega passes by! Surely they won't think of Professor Vega." Indeed, it is true what Bonita said. Many students on campus hate Professor Vega because he is considered a grade destroyer by students on campus.

Fortunately, I accelerated for two years and I didn't do pre-elem to make it easier to study. I just ignored her and just focused on fixing my rubik's cube. That’s what I did until we got to school. It's just the same old thing, boring. The childishness of my classmates, especially the girls, is so annoying. Then crying once more, they immediately complained to their parents. While my male classmates, I also play sometimes with them when it comes to toys or rubiks cubes. But there comes a time where I lend my toys to others and they don't return it so I don't lend it anymore. With that, I became alone again and minding my own world. Teachers at San Fuego High are also annoying, many teachers

“you know what? Because I treat you like a friend, Maybe I would give you a bonus. We can do it again while you were not on drugs. How was that?” I shook my head, “what if I would kill you instead? How's that?” I said sarcastically while looking at him with my frustrated look? And Razel laughed out loud, then all of our classmates looked in our direction including our teacher, that looking at us angrily. I close my eyes and whisper “I'm doom” “class! I am going to arrange your sit. I think you we're too comfortable with your chair and you don't want to listen to me instead, you were focus through your seatmate”

He gave me back my note. For the rest of the class, he didn't distract me. At the end of the class, we parted ways. I had to get a textbook for my next class so I went to my locker. I opened it, took the textbook, and closed it to see someone resting on the locker next to mine. It was Tiana Cooper. If you must know, Tiana Cooper was the biggest bitch at Queens High and also the school's number one whore. Not to be mean but she fucked around. Even Chris had tapped her.

My roommate, Ruby, hurried over, shoved her phone in my face, and whispered with wide eyes, "Maren, look at this. Isn't this the AI-crazy class from your high school that went viral? This is brutal." I glanced at the screen. The video showed a grimy, run-down electronics factory assembly line. Gavin was wearing a tattered factory uniform, pinned to the ground while several other young workers in the same uniform kicked and punched him. The ones doing the beating were the very same classmates who had followed him around, called him ‘boss’, and helped him corner me into handing over my password. "Gavin, you piece of sh*t! Pay us back! If it weren't for you, I'd be at a real university right no

The campus forum was flooded with hate about me. "The woman in the photo is a freshman in Communications, Sherry Wright. Stay away from this toxic thief, guys." "What a shameless snatcher! Let's make her too scared to ever show her face again." "She looks so innocent, yet she pulls something this selfish." "Did her family never teach her not to steal what belongs to everyone?" "The person above me is being way too nice. Bold of you to assume a disgrace like her even has a family."